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"This two games in a row is really disgusting. I feel like throwing up after flying on the plane. I don't know what to do, um." Knight always spoke so unclearly, and he didn't know what he said.

"Yes, otherwise you wouldn't be able to play." Brother Saint Gun replied casually.

"It seems that you are in good spirits. Is Xiaohu feeling better?" Meng Meng, who just came back from the outside, took off his trench coat and looked at Xiaolei, who was concentrating on studying the opponent's game.

"I still have diarrhea, but I don't listen to the arrangement, saying that the beef noodles made by my aunt are not delicious, so I secretly ordered Xiaowang'er beef noodles, and it seems that something happened after eating." Xiaolei became angry when he said this.

If Xiao Ming hadn't asked for leave for Xiaohu in the morning, saying that he would hardly be able to come out of the toilet at night and would not be able to participate in the competition, he would not have known about it.

"I really think the SS military management system is a joke. I'll talk about it when I get back, huh!"

Xiaolei was still a little angry, Xiaohu had an accident at this time and completely disrupted SS's arrangement.

From the perspective of mid laner style, Xiaohu belongs to the kind of safe mid laner, with all abilities in the upper mid lane, but there is no particularly strong ability.

Although it is not as complete as the three-piece suit of Xiaohu, it already has a little style.

To put it bluntly, it means being able to mix, mix heads with the wind, and assists with the wind.

The record can't be ugly, and the effect can't be small.

On the other hand, Knight, who is going to play today, has sharp maneuvers and fierce laning. He can C but also needs to eat money, not to say that eating money is not good.

It’s just that in the original plan, this game was planned to be played around the top lane. Both the middle and the field had to lean up, and Knight’s strategic plan for going on the field had to be changed, and the style didn’t fit.

Playing against SKT's fraudster Xiaohu should be the best choice. Knight is now on the verge of taking orders. Whether he can withstand the pressure of the fraudster, Knight himself is not sure.

In fact, there is another option, which is to let Meng Meng play the same as when he played against KT...

Xiaolei recalled the document received in the mailbox yesterday, requiring Ah Man to play no less than 41 games this season, that is to say, he must play one of the two games to meet the requirement.

Immediately after receiving the document, I went to find Ah Man to inquire, but Meng Man was also at a loss, not knowing what was going on.

"That~"

Brother Holy Gun's face turned pale, he raised his hand, and when he got up, he pinched his thigh:
"I also have a stomachache, who knows where the bathroom is?"

Xiaolei seemed to think of something, his complexion changed drastically, and he asked loudly:

"Did you also eat beef noodles! Grass!"

Brother Holy Gun bent over, holding a pack of tissues in his hand, and nodded in shame.

"You! You two are really good! Go to the toilet, what are you doing!"

No matter how good-tempered Xiaolei was, he was blown away by the popularity of these two, and all the good arrangements were disrupted.

How is this done?
Can the holy gun come back?
There are still three hours before the game will start, and the list will be reported in one hour.

It's good now, Xiaohu didn't come, there was a breakthrough in the mid laner position, even if the top laner could play, he couldn't avoid bad form.

The whole tactic can't be formed, so why not let Ah Man play?
"Give up." With a cold face, Meng Meng directly finalized the players for this match.

This time it is considered as military training, Liu Shiyu just took a bastard to gain some experience in the game, and went to inform the holy spear with evil views, so he didn't need to play for a while. "

"it is good."

The wicked and obedient went to see Brother Holy Gun.

Obviously, this game is hopeless. Meng Mo is self-aware and has two less main players. Even if he uses the posture card, he can't win.

It's better to let Liu Shiyu play the game to experience the feeling of the official game, and he can save an important experience card.

If you can't do something, don't do it.

Xiaolei still wanted to say something, but Meng Mo stopped Xiaolei with his eyes, put on the windbreaker he just took off and left the lounge.

A trace of dissatisfaction appeared in Knight's eyes, as did the wrong view.

Meng got out of the lounge and walked around the venue but didn't see any SKT people, and his plan to see the ratings of the characters fell through.

"Hey!"

A slightly annoyed voice appeared in Meng Mo's ears.

Meng Mo didn't look back, he already knew who the voice was, but he didn't turn his head to look at it.

Pretending not to hear anything, he walked out of the arena.

When the cold wind in January blew, Meng Meng, who had just come out of the venue, shrank his neck.

Looking at the young girls in Hanfeng, China and South Korea, strolling leisurely in short skirts and shorts, it is a prosperous scene.

Meng Mo muttered in a low voice: "Be careful of getting old and cold legs."

"Women affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

I found a chair by the side of the road, half leaned on the chair, and half closed my eyes.

"You came to Korea to see beautiful women? The popularity is pretty good."

"Why do you always follow me when you're not working?" Meng Meng looked at the female referee in front of him with a look of disgust.

"I am willing, can you control it, are you going to play today?"

The person who spoke was the female referee, Yaofeng, who was standing behind Mengmeng in the Winter Games.

Meng Meng sat up straight and crossed his legs: "I won't be going today, there are few people in the SS, so I can't win. I'm a bastard, you know."

"You are still a little bit self-aware, so afraid of SKT?"

Yaofeng was not too polite, and sat down on the seat Meng Man had just vacated, looking at Meng Man with disdain: "There are few people? Why are there few people?"

Meng Mo's eyes narrowed, and there was no room for eyes on the whole face.

"Have I offended you?"

"No."

Yaofeng is a little unnatural.

"Then you knew me when you were a child?" Meng Mo stared into Yaofeng's eyes with a solemn tone.

"I don't know you, I just watched your live broadcast."

"Then you like me?"

"are you crazy!"

"Do you have any medicine?"

Yaofeng was so angry that he stepped on his high heels and left the street, before leaving, he did not forget to say who is this.

In fact, Meng Man did it on purpose, and he would not mind chatting with her if nothing happened.

But I didn't have a good rest last night after two back-to-back games, and I feel even worse after losing this game today.

Then there is someone who you don’t know or say you are not familiar with keeps asking why you lost and where you lost.

It's annoying to change anyone, and I silently complained in my heart:
"It's not because of me that I lost. It has nothing to do with you as a referee."

"The ancients did not deceive me, women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

He took out his mobile phone and found the number of the manager of the operation department.

"Let the staff in charge of operations edit the Weibo to be posted after losing the game, and that's it."

Even if they lose, they still have to catch up with the enthusiasm of SKT to win the championship.You can't come in vain, and you will lose if you don't.

After sending the message, I suddenly saw two missed calls from Pei Daojia on the phone.

back to the past.

The call was quickly connected, and there was no pleasantries. Pei Daojia came up and said the business directly:

"The email has been sent to you. This is an instruction from the top management of Tengda. You should find time to come to Tengda Building to discuss the change of the VAM agreement."

"Tengda executives? Change the agreement? Such a sudden change?" Meng Meng repeated in doubt.

The voice was a little unclear, as if it was at a certain scene, Meng Meng turned on the speaker to barely hear clearly: "I can't tell on the phone, are you going to play today? Can you come to Jingzhou tonight?"

Meng Meng glanced at the time on the phone, and replied: "I won't play today, the plane will be at [-]:[-] pm at the earliest, and I should be able to arrive at your place before [-]:[-]."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport later, see you in the afternoon, I still have something to do here."

Meng Meng hung up the phone, hailed a taxi and went back to the hotel to rest.

Ban Meng got off the plane at [-]:[-] p.m., and received a text message from Xiaolei the moment he switched on the machine.

Without any accidents, the total score was 3-22, Linglong Tower.

Liu Shiyu got a 1-9 record under Peanut's target, and the jungler Xiaotian sleepwalked the whole time.

The bottom lane didn't jump on the line but it didn't work.

In the 33-minute Korean-style operation, the SS team had no power to fight back. The whole game was doomed from the beginning of the first-level team.

"You will meet my father in a while, who is also the founder of Tenda Group."

Pei Daojia waited for Meng Meng to sit in the Mercedes-Benz, and spoke first.

Meng Mo scratched his head, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and planned to check it out later to see if he could find any useful information.

"Your old man asked you to send the email?"

Pei Daojia nodded: "Well, the thing is like this, I went to Zhao Ritian yesterday, you know, the S League was invested by our family ten years ago, and the game LOL was also developed by our company. The reason is that the S League was donated to the official Dragon Kingdom, and the actual control of LOL was also given away.”

???

Pei Daojia said it easily, but what he said surprised Meng Meng. Is the S alliance run by your family?
League of Legends is also developed by you?
What the hell!

I do not know how?
This time, I couldn't take care of my composure, and quickly took out my phone to search for relevant information.

Tenda Group donated Tenda Games, Shangyang Games and Chixing Games to the country for free...

This matter has also been reported on the central news, but it was only ten years ago.

Never noticed this before.

I thought that the S League has always been officially organized by Dragon Kingdom.

The more I look at it, the more surprised I am. Moyu Takeaway, Nifengyi Station, and the OTTO mobile phone in my hand are all handwritten by Tenda Group.

Seeing the disbelief on Meng Mo's face, Pei Daojia hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Boss Pei NB."

Shock was written all over Meng Mo's face, and he spoke with doubts on his face:
"It's nothing. The person who met me today is the founder of Tenda Group, Mr. Pei? Also, what is the operation that you gave up the S alliance, and now you want the sponsorship of the S alliance? Why can't I understand?"

"Ah~"

Pei Daojia took a breath, and said quietly:
"My dad has always been known as a business genius. The operation is incomprehensible to most people, including my son. No one knows what is in my father's head."

"I can't understand the things that the S League handed over to the country ten years ago, but it seems that my family became very rich at that time. I remember that I lived in a sloth apartment when I was a teenager, and then suddenly that year So I bought a villa by the sea.”

Meng Mo nodded, but she was very angry in her heart. To put it lightly, can the sloth apartment be a place for ordinary people to live in?
Low price, open-ended technology layout, and there are still hundreds of millions of people waiting in line.

There are hundreds of thousands of people who can afford a villa. There are only a few thousand sloth apartments in Longguo, which means that there are thousands of places. It is really interesting to not live in sloths and live in villas near the sea. I don't understand.

"Then why is your father looking for me today?"

Pei Daojia shook his head: "Don't ask me, I don't understand, except for the meritorious deeds under my father's hands, no one can guess what he is going to do. Hmm~ Let me teach you some experience."

"As long as you write down my father's words well and analyze them later, it will definitely have a great effect on you and our SS club. My father has never missed anyone."

"I'll give you a recorder for a while, and you'll record it later, and we'll study it later."

While speaking, the car drove to a place in Jingzhou called Mingyun Mountain Villa. There are many shops around the top of the mountain, including Internet cafes, cafes, bars, chess and card rooms, etc.

Passing a small road, the car drove into the villa, and the parking lot in front of the villa was full of luxury cars.

As soon as you enter the door, the living room is more than seven meters high, running through two floors, and it is very spacious and looks quite grand.

The etiquette of the waiters couldn't find any faults, and entering the private room, the room was full of delicacies from mountains and seas.

The same introduction by the waiter opened the eyes of the billionaire Meng Man, not that Meng Man could not afford the things in this room.

Although some ingredients are not expensive, they are too troublesome to prepare, let alone gather on one table.

"Isn't this too extravagant?" Meng Mo said to himself.

Pei Daojia went to get the wine, and Meng Meng was the only one left in the room. He wanted to light a cigarette, but he took out his pocket and realized that he had quit.

The bell on the door rang, and it was not only Pei Daojia who came in, but also a middle-aged man dressed casually in front of him, not tall, full of scholarly atmosphere, one could tell he was a scholar at a glance.

Meng Meng got up to say hello, the middle-aged man was not polite, and sat on the main seat.

Pei Daojia and Meng Mo looked at each other, and Pei Daojia was about to turn around and go out.

"Daojia, you can eat some too. I just chat with him casually. There is nothing to avoid."

After speaking, he nodded politely to Meng Mo, who picked up the wine that Pei Daojia had just brought, and asked, "Uncle, would you like some?"

"No, there's still business to do in a while. Sit down quickly, don't be too busy." Boss Pei waved his hand.

Meng Mo was sitting upright, but only half of his buttocks were sitting on the side.

Everyone panicked, this is a big boss on the earth who is on the same level as the "Two Horses".

Mr. Pei took a sip of tea and said slowly:
"I called you here this time to chat casually. Don't be too nervous. I have been following you for a long time. You have seen the email I sent you."

"I saw it."

Meng Mo nodded, thinking about Mr. Pei's words, have you been following me for a long time?

How did you pay attention?Is it a live broadcast?
Will such a powerful person also watch the live broadcast?When did I become so famous.

"Don't be dazed, eat more, your twenties are the time to grow your body, let's chat while eating, you didn't play against SKT today, didn't you, I have to talk to you about this."

Boss Pei held a lobster pincer in his hand, and his tone was still unhurried: "You should also know that the S League and LOL are both raised by Tengda. Now there are some difficulties for the S League. The league stepped in."

Meng Meng laughed silently at Mr. Pei's words, feeling a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he nodded and continued to listen.